There’s a forest that lies by a dark inland sea where great oaks and tall beeches do stand
The dark waters it’s said are the tears that were shed by the fae that were banished from the land
From the cool sacred springs the korrigan sings with a haunted and siren like sound
And by the lake deep and wide grow two trees side by side with their trunks and their limbs twisted round

The trees hold together in a lovers embrace and have stood as the centuries pass
Awaiting the time for the rune and the rhyme and the spell to broken at last
But from their prison of green never will they be free and to the wheel of the seasons be tied
For the magick holds fast many life times to last so in the greenwood forever must bide

Memories stir through the branches and limbs and the wind in the hazel does sing
Of a time when the world was new underfoot when a queen walked this shore with her king
Of a dark one unseen with cold eyes of green who in a jealous rage did despair
And vowed by the phases of the Moon wax and wane to banish and vanish the pair

On a chill night that was brewed by the wind the Moon lay in a cold baleful sky
From the worlds in between came a bleak alchemy and on the wind the poison did fly
Beneath the black cloak the grim magick was spoke and crept like a mist over stones
And from the soil rich and dark came trunk limb and bark where once there was flesh blood and bones

There’s a forest that lies by a dark inland sea where great oaks and tall beeches do stand
The dark waters it’s said are the tears that were shed by the fae that were banished from the land
From the cool sacred springs the korrigan sings with a haunted and siren like sound
And by the lake deep and wide grow two trees side by side with their trunks and their limbs twisted round
And by the lake deep and wide grow two trees side by side with their trunks and their limbs twisted round